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Closer to death. Every health issue I have is maxxing in the negative. B.P., pulse, blood sugar, and maybe some other things. On top of those is reacclimation and either pneumonia or the flu... or both.
I thought to hold off doing anything for a while. But I had to deal with business and the doc. I rested otherwise, holding off medicines. Nothing was improving. It was all getting worse, the coughing was exacerbating everything. I feared what medicine would do. It was my only play left.
Miraculously medicine helped. I am far from back to trim. The cough occurs with regularity, I am having explosive bloody noses and migraines still often if both frequency and intensity have much diminished. Ido have a low-grade fever, not from the leg infection but from the flu/pneumonia/flu+pneumonia, easy to tell as the leg is healing.
Oddly, I have lost 20 pounds. I ate grandly at my mom´s home. And it was mostly the wrong stuff. That doesn't make sense. Oh, and found my invitation. It was for July, 29th. So either I was not really invited or fill in the blank as to what else might have gone wrong. I will call if I ever feel good again.
This sore throat and fiery lungs aren't helping, and I am still sore as hell from the extended driving due to construction and getting lost in that a few times. I am not healing with all else wrong.
I´ll keep at it.
One last thing. In two years, maybe four as things can go, assuming I survive this and time, Iwill be moving. Ilove the notion of Alaska if Iam not sure that is possible. Something could dramatically speed or slow the process, mind you. I have simply realized some things. Gotta go.
